Socrates once said, "No human condition is ever permanent." I never comprehended these words. I figured he talked about death or about the improvement of one's self. But now, I consider an alternative, he actually knew something the rest of us didn't. My love for the philosophies of life, which I've studied over my epigrammatic college career, led me to a new conclusion, "Socrates must have known about vampires."

Oliver Brixby believed, without a doubt, he was having an allergic reaction to a new medication: loss of appetite, light sensitivity, pale skin... it turned out worse than he could have ever imagined - he was now a vampire.

Oliver's quiet, bookish existence takes a flip when introduced to the vibrant social scene of a New York City vampire. His adjustment will not be easy, since he's squeamish at the sight of blood.